#today was good regardless

[captainimprobable]

God. Working again actually feels so good. At my last job I wasn't doing anything for anyone, it was pointless busywork. Now I feel like I'm doing something for people which is so nice! I know I'm just a barista, but at the beginning of the pandemic baristas were a bright spot for me, and I made so many people smile today! And a few of them thanked me for spelling their names right, which was nice! And I was keeping busy! I wasnt sitting on my ass! Sure, a part of me wishes I was, but it's just kinda nice to feel like my day wasn't wasted.

If this job paid me a livable wage I would genuinely be so so so happy.

[grimaussiewitch]

The next 24 hours is going to be interesting…

[starry-bi-sky]

this just in: danny fenton is just as much of a mask as Brucie Wayne? - another danyal al ghul au

Turns out, being placed in a civilian family who have no knowledge of your background is actually detrimental to the health and development of a child assassin due to lack of proper support! Surrounded by strangers in a foreign city, Danyal Al Ghul does as assassins do best. He hides. Espionage is one of many teachings one learns in the League, and it only takes half a day for Danyal to construct a new persona to hide behind: Daniel Fenton.

By the time dinner rolls around, Danyal al Ghul is safely and securely tucked behind the face of Danny Fenton; brand new adoptive child of the Fenton family who came from overseas. A shy, quiet little boy with a thick accent and curly hair, with brown skin and blue eyes, and an avid interest in the stars. The best fictions are always cobbled together in a little bit of truth, it's some of the only truth he ever lets through. He apologizes in a meek voice for his behavior early, he didn't mean to be rude, and he watches the three of them eat it up with coos.

Lies roll like silk against his lips, he struggles to meet their eyes and offers them his weakest, shyest smile. It's too easy. It's easy to go from there.

Danny Fenton, adoptive son, shy and awkward and unconfident but friendly. Who struggles in his classes and isn't the brightest, but tries his hardest. He makes bad jokes and has a quick tongue and a sarcastic mouth. He wants to be an astronaut. He's got the best aim in school, and is a terrifying dodgeball player. He's one of the least athletic kids in his grade.

It's like playing two truths and a lie, but there's only one truth, and the rest are lies. It's easy to pretend when he knows it's insincere.

Danyal Al Ghul, grandson to the Demon Head. Deadly, trained assassin. Has spilled blood, has had blood spilt from. Environmentalist, animal activist. He loves the stars. He owns a calligraphy set. A sharp tongue, an even sharper blade. He's clever, quick-witted, he would be top of his grade if he tried harder. He purposely doesn't.

He misses his family. He misses his mother, and he misses his brother. Mother visits a few times a year, so few times that he can count it on both hands. He cherishes every visit, as brief as they are. It helps remind him who he is.

Sam and Tucker are Danny's best friends. They've never met Danyal, but Danyal's met them.

It becomes routine to become Danny Fenton. As familiar and as easy as pulling on a shirt in the morning. Danyal wakes up and is always first to the bathroom in the mornings; stares at himself in the mirror until he can finally see Danny staring back at him. At night, he locks his door and sheds the mask.

Dying throws a wrench in his mask; splits a crack straight through the porcelain. He's able to smooth it over with sandpaper and liquid gold, but it's a little hard keeping his ghost form under wraps. It instinctively wants to shift to show his true self. Danyal can't have that, he's spent four years as Danny Fenton, he'll spend another four as him as well. Even if the feeling of the hazmat suit in his ghost form feels restrictive, like a too-small shirt suctioned to his skin that needs to be peeled off.

He'll live. Er-- well, you know what he means. It's frustrating however, trying to keep his Danny Fenton mask up even as Phantom - fighting in the air is something he needs to get used to, and the sudden propping of powers throws him off. But he is nothing if not adaptive, and he hates that he needs to slow his own skills down in order to keep pretenses up in front of Sam and Tucker.

The first time Danyal summons a sword when he's alone, is one of the few times Danyal gets to grin instead of Danny. He's fighting Skulker, and from an invisible hilt he draws a katana from thin air. It startles them both. Skulker takes a step back at the smile that spreads across his face.

They're both silent as Danyal examines his new sword.

"Do you know what people like me do to people like you, poacher?" Danyal finally asks him, the accent he began to hide a few months in slipping through. He drops all pretense, dragging the flat end of the blade slow and appreciatively against his palm. It's a good make, and when he cuts it through the air, it slices through like butter. He looks up at Skulker with a smile; "are you ready to find out?"

When Sam and Tucker ask about why Skulker seems so skittish around Danny now, Danny shrugs at them and says with a playful smile; "I don't know, I guess I kicked his butt too hard after our last fight." and he watches as Sam rolls her eyes exasperatedly, and Tucker snickers with his own joke.

By the time he reunites with Damian before their 15th birthday, Danyal is buried beneath so many layers of Danny Fenton that his brother will need a shovel to dig him out. He's not sure what he'll find.

[somegrumpynerd]

How did he know…

[brellstudiosart]

My two LMK keychain sets are finally here!

You can find the reversible design set and multi-character set on my etsy!

[dailyeriroxy]

★ DAY 57

toweriroxy

[smashwolfen]

EYYO LOOK WHAT I GOT TODAYYYYYYYYYY

OKAMI PHYSICAL SWITCH EDITION MY BELOVED!!!!

The box art is so damn pretty and I NEVER see american releases come with a tiny lil leaflet for game controls and tips inside it! And the fact we never got an english physical release of the game and only digital is so mean, but thankfully this costs less than even some of the cheaper english games you can buy and it arrived WAY ahead of schedule yay ;;w;;

Only one teeny tiny downside.....

I was misinformed that my digital copy was gonna also work for the physical and like, load my saves there too..... it does not

THAT JUST MEANS I GOTTA 100% THIS ONE TOO ONCE IM DONE THE DIGITALLLLLLL WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE sobs in 40+ hours agaiiiiiin

Least it plays in english thanks to not being region locked, the title logo remains the same in its Japanese form, its really nice XD

Now I patiently await one more tiny Okami thing to arrive!

[wishchip106]

i have a small feeling most of the people who like my posts live in a different timezone 🤨

[dazais-guardian-angel]

With today's entry, I was rather surprised and confused that Johnathan seemed to turn around so quickly from the absolute pit of despair he was in yesterday, having newfound determination and energy when he's seemingly been completely hopeless and inactive for weeks now (and for good reason). Not that I ever thought he'd completely given up, but there's definitely been a slow decline in how descriptive his journal entries have been to reflect his declining mental state (more robotic, less of his actual feelings about things), and today was a sharp contrast; it feels more like the early entries again. I thought, well, his mind is probably just so cracked at this point that he's looped all the way back around to being bold and energetic again, because by now he's desperate enough to throw caution to the wind: he either succeeds doing something extremely reckless to escape, or he fails and meets his end in a far better way than if he just waits for his fate by Dracula's hands.

...But having thought about it and reading other posts, I realized (probably stupidly obvious as it is) that his sudden change in mood probably has to do with what happened to the baby. Despite how scared he's been all this time, yesterday he didn't hesitate for a single second to try to save the baby once he realized from the previous incident what was happening, not thinking about his own life at all. And then he despaired when he couldn't save the child, the first time he's mentioned crying in the book at all, and then he had to witness the mother blaming him for her baby's death, and being killed herself for trying to rescue it. Now, the day after that horrific and heartbreaking failure, he's suddenly more determined than he's been in ages to escape. Maybe that was a turning point for Johnathan, and lit a fire under him... maybe he's clinging to the need to escape not just for himself and the people he loves anymore, but for the vain hope that he can put a stop to Dracula's schemes somehow once he gets out, because he doesn't want to let any more children die :' )

[jasontoddsjuicythighs]

being a prema, campos and paul fan this weekend:

[deepslate]

BORDERLANDS MOVIE!! ★

[ribbitsplayts]

im back in the fucking BUILDING again!!! wednesday brainrot because of the new trailers

[xxplastic-cubexx]

now i aint ever had no one on the enemy team call me out.... lol ...... abysmal they say this right as the mvp screen pops up too.....

[tetzoro]

all of this hair down barou content is making my head spin

[tanasha-not-yet]

our teacher is an irresponsible lil bitch

[metashard]

Fucks me up that we'll never get to hear the accents of people whose first language is now a dead one. Could you have told how far north or south someone's hometown was along the Nile because their 𓄿 and 𓂝 were fused on some words? Did the ancient Mycenaeans have a "pirate accent" from those who spent their days sailing to foreign lands?

How hard was it to translate things or learn a new language if one or both of the languages didn't have a written form, or if writing was limited to a small class of people? You couldn't use a phrase book or anything, and all vocabulary would have to be memorized. Someone would have to do it first. Would you pantomime everything until you found some basic understanding on a few words? Would you prize someone who had grown up in a mix of the two cultures, maybe born to a pair where each parent primarily spoke different languages, and treasure them as your translator?

What was it like to live in a world where literacy was so universally limited that nothing was built around being able to read? No signs, no labels, no notes, no advertisements, no help without asking someone verbally. The government (if you had it) and the priests (if you had them) might write a whole lot, but the average person wasn't expected to ever need to read that directly. Would you have paid more attention to the non-written world if you weren't under constant bombardment from text trying to make itself known everywhere you looked? Or would the hunger for information simply have gone unsatisfied?